Jacky Burkie [finished]

[JACKY BURKIE]

N A M E '

Jacky Holster Burkie

A G E '

19

G E N D E R '

male

S H I F T I N G '

Sea Otter. His mother was human but his father was a shifter of a River Otter.

P E R S O N A '

Always looking for a good time, but does have an extreme rebelious part of him. It's more attached to the fact he really hates authority and rules that have to keep him down. He wants to go out doing whatever the hell he pleases. Sometimes, just because a rule is set down, he would go out of his own way to make sure that rule was disobeyed. But all of it is also in good nature. He wants to get out and have the rocking good time, but its hard to do that if rules are enforced with people around enforcing them. So needless to say, he likes being at the top of things. That way no one is telling him what to do when and where. To be at the top also means that he gets all the attention. Attention is something else he is greatly for too. Depending who it is, he doesn't mind sharing the spotlight, but as long as it's on him, he's alright.

He's got a very large protective nature with his friends or like family figures. If he thinks something or someone is threatning him, he usually won't think twice about getting after them with a good beating. Sometimes this gets him in large trouble, since perhaps he heard wrong. Jacky runs quick to judgement and conclusions. First impressions are just about everything to him. You don't get along with him that first moment he lay eyes on you, he's sure to probably never talk to you again as long as he can help it. If you, however, catch his eye, he might be your friend for life. On a lot of topics, he's very open and quick to admit. On other topics, say those that have nothing to do with him, but a secret a friend told him, he'll admit nothing, denie everything. That's his motto whenever he's caught for getting in trouble (which happens often).

Another important quality would be his tendancy to be extremely blunt. He doesn't find it blunt as more of telling the truth at the time. Jacky always wants to know things, and won't think twice about asking a question, even if the question is out of the blue and kind of erupt. He doesn't think before he speaks, so it often comes out of what he thought in his head at the time. His mouth control is zero to none. The bluntness may come out as a compliment. If your a really pretty girl, he'll tell you that in a loud wolf whistle when he walks by. If your the ugliest girl he's ever seen in his life, he'll scream when he sees your face. A bit of an unfortunate feature. It doesn't improve when he goes out to drink, which is actually something he does rather often.

S K I N . D E E P '

As a human he has a very handsome figure. It's hard to believe his large built turns into something so small and lean. Jacky has a normal height of 6'1'', but his figure is a bit different. He has lean largely built muscles. He's not very wide in shoulder width, but if you took his muscles and put a width on them, he would assume to be one of those body build workouts. He has very solid teal eyes, hitting somewhere between a light blue and a light green. At different angels of the sun hitting and comparison to something green, his eyes look green. But if you catch them looking at the blue sky, his eyes are green, so are classified as a blue green. He has white skin, though does tan pretty easily. One of the most important qualities he finds with himself is the massive hair on his hair. Most of the time, it's a dirty blonde color with it flying up everywhere. His natural hair color is brown, but since he dies it blonde, it usually shows his constantly growing roots under those blonde swaying hairs.

The animal is a bit simplier. The general sea otter has a wide chubby looking face with whiskers and random light brown hairs growing out of it. He has an overly large nose on his face while having little black beedy eyes. His face doesn't really compare much with his body, as his body is long, but thick in it's fur. The hair turns about two shades darker when it's hit by water, though the face tends to stay it's original color. His feet are massive, meant to break open clams and other sea creatures trying to hide itself in a protective useless shell. It's got a pretty slim tail, enough to make it balance as it walks.

A . S M A L L . T A S T E '

Jacky bolted up in his bed, letting the sheets fall off of his bare chest, having sweat pour down his face. His heart was racing, thumping hard in his ears and he stared at the dresser that was directly in front of his bed. Shit, he hated nightmares. He really didn't have anything to have a nightmare about anyway. Thats why it was so frustrating. The one part of his life that went wrong had been haunting him forever. He didn't think the constant drinking, and trying to hide from authority was anything. That was just the fun chase in life. The part that had really seemed to stump him in the past was the situation with his parents. He knew he was never suppose to be born, as they verbally told him just about every chance they could. They were rich from the beginning, and they didn't want a kid. Why would they? They hated kids. Bunch of stupid rich snobs thought they were too high for a child.

But alas. They didn't want the embarassment of giving away a kid, so they kept it to swallow thier own pride. They spent as much time away from Jacky as possible. Growing up, he felt it quite normal for parents not to pay attention to thier own kid. So when he went to school, it came as a great shocker that it wasn't the case in the least. He then began to wonder what he did wrong. All growing up he had wondered what was wrong with him. He did so much to try to get attention. He did everything 'kind' and 'heavenly' What most parents beg their kids to do. At the begginning of high school, he slowly started to give up, not really having any spirit left in him. Just an endless gaze of dullness was all that was filling him. He started to sulk in the shadows for a long time. Then one of the biggest rebels in the school got ahold of him, telling him to 'steal that'

Oh, Jacky did. Look at the attention he got! His parents were furious about their son being some sort of criminal. How shameful. It did get them to notice, however, and Jacky contiuned to do all of these things in order to impress them. He became the bad rebellious one starting then on out. He started getting into massive drinking and drunken sex. The worst turn point in his life was one night, he had way too much. He received a bad case of alcohol poisoning. When he returned home, dizzy and feeling sick, his parents kicked him out of the house. After leaving, Jacky didn't know what to do with himself. He started being in his animal form all the time, as it seemed not to be as odd as a boy roaming the streets. Jacky was furious. Furious at everything, going through a stage of basic anger.

Jacky shook his head at the memories. Those were harsh years, he did admit. Now he was picking himself up. Still having the awful memories of the few years on the streets. It had been before he turned 18 too! So needless to say, he didn't quite finish his education. Whatever. Like he cared in the first place. With a sigh, he got out of the bed, holding his head as if he had a hangover. Which he half did. He had gone out drinking the night before, but it wasn't like he had gotten wasted. Just a little reminder that he did in fact drink was buzzing in his head. It was 4 in the morning. Oh, perfect to go out for a walk, come back in and sleep until noon. Sounded like a plan. With a slick smile he dug through his drawers to find the first T-shirt he could find. Fuck yes.